William Scott: His horny sister

He pulled the panties off Sharon's feet and tossed them aside. He leaned against one of her legs, holding it immobile against the bed, while he grasped the other and tied a stocking around its ankle. He extended that stocking to a lower corner of the bed and looped it securely around the frame. He wrenched her other leg towards the opposite corner of the bed and tied it in the same manner. Now she was spread wide open to his lustful gaze.

Sharon was horrified. She had never felt so humiliated. But the realization that her cunt was utterly exposed to her brother's eyes, plus the sight of his stalwart prick, sticking up fiercely from below his belly, gave rise to an erotic excitement which she couldn't control. Moisture erupted from the inside of her cunt. Todd grinned as he watched it dribble along her partially unfurled pussylips.

He leaned closer and placed his thumbs against the puffy outer cuntlips which were covered by downy, golden-red curls. As he spread the tender lips open wide, all her juicy inner pinkness became exposed. He saw her cute clit sticking up, below it the tiny vent of her urethra, then the deepening recess of her cunt hole which was rosy and inviting. His cock ached to sink into her snatch.

But there were other things to do with her first, he thought, and other things to see.

He moved around beside her and worked a hand underneath her back so he could lower the zipper on her dress. She stared up at him, wide-eyed. She was making no sound now, and she wasn't moving. She felt utterly helpless.

Her sense of degradation was overwhelming. Even in her wildest dreams, she hadn't imagined herself in a position like this. And the fact that Todd was the one who was forcing it upon her still seemed impossible – yet it was true.

Opening the zipper down the back of her dress permitted Todd to push the garment all the way up to her armpits, exposing her firm, shapely boobs. Her nipples stood like pink towers on small circular bases. Todd grinned as he brushed his hand across the rubbery nubs, causing her tits to quiver.

"Baby, you're really stacked!" he said.

She tried to speak against the gag, but it was useless. All she could do was moan.

Her gaze kept returning to his hard-on, which showed no sign of softening. In fact, the head seemed even huger, if that was possible, and was now completely covered by gleaming moisture.

He bent and snaked his tongue around one of her standing nipples. She shivered and tried to make herself believe that her response was due to revulsion. But she knew better. Excitement sizzled along her nerves. Her box was getting wetter by the minute, and the inner mouth of her cunt palpitated as it tried to stretch open wide.

Todd basketed her tits between his hands, shoving the satiny, resilient mounds together, and began to lick them all over. His restless tongue flogged the tingling nipples and slid wetly up and down the smooth, curved surfaces. After he had done this for a while, he clasped his warm, sucking lips around first one nipple, then the other, and drew at them for long, pleasurable moments, enhancing his own excitement as he built up Sharon's despite her wish not to respond.

Oooh, Steve. Steve! she thought. Why aren't you here with me?

She moaned another anguished but garbled protest against Todd's debasement of her, then let her eyes fall closed. His tongue was doing marvelous things to her tits as it glided back and forth, up and down, crossing and recrossing her hot, throbbing nipples. Again his lips clamped around one of the sensitive passion buds and sucked so delightfully that she was inundated by voluptuous sensations.

She writhed against the mattress, straining at her bonds. It was terribly humiliating to be spread out and tied, and to be treated as Todd was treating her, yet there was a perverse pleasure that flowed from it. Her cunt throbbed.

Todd kissed downward along her body. He licked at her smooth, quivering tummy as she wriggled. Then his hand passed over the tuft of hair on her cunt mound and dipped between her open thighs, stroking up and down on her soft, wet gash.

She tried desperately to blot out the thrills that cascaded through her. But it was no use – she wanted and needed what Todd was doing. She wished he weren't the instrument, but he was young and handsome and male, and the effect was almost the same as Steve would have aroused if he were with her.

Todd's stroking of her wet, unfurled cuntlips caused his fingers to sink into the meaty softness. The inquisitive tip of his middle finger found the way which led deep into her body. Soon that finger was gliding smoothly in and out, fucking her hot, molten hole.

Oh, no! Sharon thought. No!

But her body throbbed wildly. It wanted to reach for a deeper, wider penetration. It was only by exerting the greatest possible effort that she managed to keep her hips from bobbing against her brother's lewd and incestuous finger strokes.

His own excitement had now reached a pitch that demanded gratification without further delay Sharon's eyes widened still more as she watched him scramble between her thighs. Her skin burned where his turgid prick slapped against her as he settled himself. She stared up at his face, which was so familiar yet seemed strange now.

No… no… no! she thought. God, no!

But there was nothing she could do to stop him.

Emitting a short, animalistic growl, Todd pushed his cock down and nosed its tip into his sister's passionately flaring cunt. She moaned against the gag and strained at her bonds. He mustn't do this! she thought. He mustn't!

But he proceeded to glide his thick and marvelously rigid rod into her hole until she had absorbed its entire length. He held the shaft deeply within her cunt for a few moments, and she stared up at him. The presence of his prick in her twat felt exactly like it did with Steve but it wasn't Steve's face that was looking down at her.

She jammed her eyes closed and tried to shut out the feel of her brother as she had blocked out the sight. But when he began to stroke his big, strong cock within her snatch – pulling the tool back and thrusting it forward, up and down, out and in the magnificent pleasure of his fucking bombarded her brain, and she couldn't keep her own hips from moving.

Once the avalanche of her response had started, it continued of its own accord, building in force, until she was shrieking against the gag as her hot cunt drove up and down the slippery length of his shaft. The hair-covered lips of her twat ground themselves into the coarse tendrils at the base of his cock. His balls slapped rhythmically against her asshole.

"Steve… Steve… Steve…" she was saying into the gag, as she kept her eyes tightly closed in an effort to support the fantasy. But she knew this wasn't Steve who was fucking her. It was her brother. Her own brother!

He moved faster, grunting. The rapid pumping of his full, firm prick gave the nerve endings of her cunt and clitoris the complete measure of stimulation she had longed for ever since Steve had gone away. Though she kept trying to make her mind blank, her effort was foredoomed to failure, and she couldn't help surging toward a climax.

The release was magnificent – as good as she had ever experienced with Steve. It actually seemed better, because she had gone without satisfaction for so long and her need had become so intense.

She vibrated and moaned.

But then, as a blissful, warm relaxation came over her, Todd came. She felt his hot cum strike at the entrance of her womb, and this gave rise to a fresh wave of shock and shame.

His semen! she thought that if it makes me pregnant?

My God! Oh, my God!

She began to move anxiously against him, as if to throw him off. But this, of course, was impossible, since she was tied hand and foot. Her eyes blazed wildly. She made anguished sounds against the gag.